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Private messages man. It's like cutting in front of others. Politely. Er-hem. I mean, I'd never cut in front of someone else rudely~

Anyways, I'm going to edit this post with all of my delightful character information as soon as I've got it typed down!
[Edit] Added a few more details to save his history from the scourge of plain-ness. Not that it likely helped very much~

Hometown: Canalave City of the Sinnoh RegionReason for Entering: Personal ambition and the desire for recognition, as well as a test of self. The prize money is pretty cool too.

Appearance: There is nothing that does not rock the world more than a nice hat. Or so Rolly believes. His taste in fashion seems to be a callback to decades earlier fashions, but also remains too decidedly eclectic for anyone to be certain. There seem to be three personal items that form his 'calling card.' The first is a black gatsby cap that he refuses to take off under almost any occasion, the next is a black long sleeved jacket that he never closes and the sleeves both end with a large purple cufflink, and the last is a lengthy lavender scarf with frilled edges that hangs over his back, rather than his front.

His hair is perpetually scruffy, and his hat hides a perpetual horizontal cowlick that stands out along the left side of his head and covers his ear when he wears his hat. He's tried taming the beast, and failed over countless valiant battles.
His eyes are a dull shade of green.
His facial features seem incredibly plain on their own merits. Average ears, an average nose... But at least his eyebrows seem a bit thick. He's quite happy with that part of his face. His body is lean despite his best efforts to gain weight. His metabolism refuses to let any amount of junk food dare mar his belly.

Rolly favors a dressy plaid shirt underneath his jacket whenever possible, preferably with nuetral tones. But for this occasion, he's styled himself up with a deep red plaid, laced with lighter shades. Gotta fancy yourself up for special things! He actually plans on wearing a different colour of the rainbow for each day of the week, following in the natural order.

Then there's the ever necessary dress pants, but at least he keeps them tucked into his boots. Practicality AND style, what more could you ask for?

History: Salem's history is all about history. From an early age, he became hooked on reading. It started off humorously. He taught himself how to read because he wanted to know what the credits that played after his favorite cartoons were saying.

And then it became an addiction. His drive was strong enough to propel him towards advanced literature before he was even in elementary school, though his social skills and... Well just about everything else faltered in comparison. Despite this, Salem seemed to be quite charismatic due to his rambunctiousness and sense of humour. But with all of that being said, the outside world was shut out and replaced with a world of fantasies and daydreams. The best books were the ones filled with myths and legends.

One addiction lead into another, and Salem became obsessed with legendary Pokémon. Especially those of his native region, Sinnoh. And his first adventure began when he had just turned ten. It wasn't coincidence that led Salem to take a nap in the decimated and lonely inn of Canalave city. He knew all the rumors and legends by heart. But it was a mixed blessing. He was able to confirm that Darkrai did indeed exist by basking in the glory of his sleep bound companionship. And that's why he has unshakeable nightmares to this day. Salem's sheer force of will kept him healthy and well, but until he meets Cressalia (As he one day plans too), they won't be going away.

His next expedition came only a few years later, when he was fourteen. Why he hadn't gone earlier is a complete mystery, with Lake Verity practically a stone's throw away. He sat at the lake edge for hours with the companionship of his Pokémon, sketching and pondering over the cave situated so tantalizingly closely, yet so far away. He camped out for an entire month, hoping for just a glimpse.

Meeting as many legendary Pokémon as possible and becoming the stuff of legends himself had since become Salem's one goal in life. He crafted a heroic new persona for himself named Rolly, and sought to become someone worthy of the role he wanted to embrace. He had never even bothered to register as an official trainer before hand. He still has yet to travel the region, and one day he plans on it. He's been patiently biding his time raising his team of Pokémon to the best of his abilities, studying his ancient history and mythology, and battling other trainers to improve himself. He's participated in many local competitions, and after claiming an overwhelming victory in the last few, he's developed the confidence to enter the Pokémon Grand Tournament. The theme of the event is a particular interest to him, and he's determined to make the most of it.

Cartoons, they're a gateway drug, man.

Pokémon:

If there's one thing Salem has ever believed important in Pokémon battling, it's versatility. And while all of his Pokémon are very straight forward and attack driven, each has a couple special bits to provide support or heckle the opponent. Such as Polka's Ice Fang or Waltz's Helping Hand. They cover a wide type diversity with their movesets, and they each share fairly few weaknesses. And they can cover eachother's weaknesses too!
Where Salem's knowledge of legendary Pokémon excels, he's not even fully familiar with all of the Pokémon in his own region. But remaining prepared for anything (except y'know, defending) has taught him well, and he's quick to pick up on the flow of a battle and a new opponent that he's unfamiliar with. Just as long as they don't... You know. Attack back too much.

So it's a philosophy of hit 'em where it hurts, and hard.

Spoiler:

Waltz Male Luxray
Rash Guts
Moveset: Return Thunder Wave Wild Charge Crunch
Swing is Salem's most steadfast companion. His first Pokémon, and his most reliable friend whenever he's feeling down or needs help. Rather than walk, Salem actually rides around on Swing's back. The Luxray doesn't seem to mind in the slightest, and even seeks to accommodate his trainer.
Swing wears his own personal pair of goggles that swing from his neck. It's really a silly joke on Salem's end, but in Swing's own opinion they look cool. He is a hot blooded Luxray who deserves an awesome accessory, after all.

Spoiler:

Swing Male Arcanine
Serious Flash Fire
Moveset: Heat Wave ExtremeSpeed Close Combat Helping Hand
Swing and Salem might strut about with their silly antics and nonsense and whatnot, but thankfully Waltz is there to keep them in check! Or so he'd like to think. He was given to Salem by a traveller in a trade for a Shellos. The two became far closer than Waltz was with his older trainer, enough that he adopted a new name. The steadfastly loyal Waltz will never back down, and will always have his friends backs.

Spoiler:

Polka Female Floatzel
Naïve Swift Swim
Moveset: Dig Waterfall Iron Tail Ice Fang
Polka shares two big things with Salem. His cowlick, and his insatiable curiosity for all things mythology. She much prefers finding interesting old knick knacks and stuff though. They're so much more fun to play with! Like... Magical!
Polka needs about as much as a sneeze to provide "valid" reasoning for any sort of decision, and the truth is that she has troubles obeying commands... But she gets to go on such exciting adventures with her friends! That's totally radical!

Appearance: One thing that is immediately noticed about Isaac is that he is not small of stature. A few inches over six feet and broad in body, he is one that most people don't often think to mess with. His face though, is generally unangered, keeping a fairly placid look at most times. Due to his age, his visage is a bit worn and leathered, with very obvious lines about his eyes and mouth, though most of them seem to be more smile-lines than frown ones. Preferring to shave rather than let his hair grow out, he's generally seen with a five o'clock shadow, or some light stubble, depending on how long its been. His eyes are a grey-blue, and goes well with the neck-length, brown hair.

His outfit is most definitely one belonging to a traveler, and has a thick, long-sleeved black shirt, over which is
worn a thinner, brown short-sleeve one. (In warmer weather, he'll forgo the undershirt and just go with the short-sleeve.) His pants are worn, dusty, yet durable thick brown cloth, and a pair of hiking boots rounds off his basic attire. For cooler weather, he also has a thick, brown leather coat that comes down to his ankles, and for bright, sunny weather, he has a broad-brimmed hat of the same general brown as most of his other clothing.

Also, if he's in the mountains for hiking, he has two pairs of gloves, a pair of thick leather ones for more intense sessions, but also a pair of fingerless as well, just for general climbing. On his back, also, is a worn leather backpack, with what appears to be brass buckles and snaps.

History: There was once a time when Dewford was even smaller, and trainers weren't quite so common, a young boy received his first Pokemon. Isaac was thirteen, and with his father's assistance, had managed to capture an Aron from the nearby Granite Cave. However, the current Gym Leader, who would go on to mentor Brawly, still used Fighting-type Pokemon, and that proved that Isaac and Hazard, his Aron, could not defeat them. Rather than grow depressed and irritated with the constant failure, Isaac saw it as a challenge, and decided that he would have to leave home in order to increase his skills.

Leaving home with nothing more than his Aron, Isaac began to travel over Hoenn. He soon found that Hazard's defenses proved much more successful against foes who weren't specialized in Fighting. He added a few others to his team, namely a Numel, an Onix, and a Mawile. With the group he had, choosing the powers of rock-hard defense, he soon found himself training at Rustboro, and was a trainer in the gym for a short time, though he was an apt learner, and quickly was able to master what the Gym Leader had to teach, regarding rock pokemon.

Afterwards, he wandered a bit more, moving around from town to town, and ended up spending a lot of his time in the mountainous areas, scaling areas that many others were too afraid to climb into. It was during one of these hunts that Isaac stumbled across a fossilized piece of amber, which looked to contain the tooth of some creature. Excited at his discovery, he went back to Rustboro, and the professors, who were working on creating the process to turn fossils into Pokemon, were excited to his use as a live test run.

The attempt proved to be a success, though the scientists admitted that there were many complications during the procedure that would have to be fixed before another attempt was made. Regardless, Isaac found himself in the company of an Aerodactyl, which he named Amber, after the fossil he'd found her in. Many years passed after that incident, and the man eventually found himself with seven badges, and only one area left to conquer: his hometown of Dewford. With the help of Amber, however, he was able to overcome the Gym Leader, and acquire his eighth badge, at seventeen years of age.

Three more years of training later, the man was able to defeat the Elite Four of Hoenn, and became recognized as a talented trainer, but he did not consider himself a master; not yet. However, after having traveling all over Hoenn, he settled for a brief time, serving as the Gym Leader in Rustboro for a few years, just to give the previous Leader a break, who was chasing after a woman and needed time to catch her and settle down. Yet when that had occurred, Isaac had felt the pulling of wanderlust, and left the area behind, moving onto the region of Sinnoh, having heard tell of an interesting Pokemon of the Ground-type that caused Sandstorms wherever it went.

Moving to Sinnoh did no prove to be an easy feat, yet the man, with his genial, easy-going nature, persevered, and after a few months was able to get settled, finding work with the Fuego Ironworks, where he and his Pokemon were able to help with little difficulty. However, after two years of this “training,” Isaac felt the bite of wanderlust once more, and headed to the desert, where he came across the large, Hippopotomas-like creature that he had heard the rumors of. While the fight hadn't been overly difficult, the capture had been, and when it had finally been captured, Behemoth the Hippowdon became a permanent, integral member of his team, despite her temperament.

Over the next three years, Isaac traveled about Sinnoh, and succeeded in gathering the Gym Badges here as well, before confronting the Elite Four. Thanks to his Hippowdon, he had formed something of a Sandstorm team, and used it to his full advantage, and only after three attempts was he able to bring them down. After the battles, he contemplated heading to Kanto or Johto, to gather the rest of the badges...but instead he merely began to wander from place to place, using Pokemon Battles as a way to earn money, or having his Pokemon assist him at various job sites. He became something of a noteworthy, talked-about person amongst the Hikers, and though over the next twenty years, his wandering and climbing became less, and less-often, the tales of his exploits had grown into almost legendary proportions.

Now at forty-seven, Isaac realized that in his wandering, he had failed to really make a name for himself amongst the Pokemon trainers of the world. Hearing the talk of this tournament, the man essentially gave a shrug and a grin to himself and entered himself into the tournament.

Me, being me, gave them five days. Which is way too long. For the people that reserved when the thread first went up, tomorrow is the last day, but I guess I could notify all the people that reserved after that, that I'm enforcing a new deadline, but I don't know. I don't want to upset anyone. xP

Because honestly, five days was a little ridiculous. I only did that because I imagined some people might be busy and take a little longer than normal.

This wouldn't be such a big deal if I didn't have to pair people up, really.

Oh, yes, I'm done tinkering~
His personality will be better fleshed out in the roleplay, rather than trying to wiggle it into a (rather lacking...) historical description.

Well, procrastination is always there. If all else fails and we can't get 'em all, which would be saddening, hopefully there'll be an even number, at least? It would make sorting into the houses a problem though.

Guys I have an explanation. Anyone who doesn't show up was clearly eaten by bears.

Adding more, just didn't want you to think I disappeared.
Finally done, and sorry it took so long.

Name: Orion PierceAge: 18Date of Birth: May 22Gender: MaleHometown: Fortree, HoennReason for Entering: Money, fame, and challenge. What else is there? Oh, maybe meet a few people too.

Appearance:At 4 ft. 10 in.(or 5ft. even with his hikeing boots), and no facial hair(to his distain), at first glance he seems younger than he actually is. It is only when you take a closer look that you start to see his age. The first thing most notice that his emerald green eyes almost always have a serious look to them, and seem to shift around. Orion's black hair lies flat, and the bangs never goes past his thin eyebrows and the rest just as short. His body, mainly his arms and legs, are covered in various scars from trees or swarms that flew through his room and his hands are rough. He doesn't have a lot of upper body muscle, but his legs are very well toned.

Orion will usually wear jeans on a normal day, as long as it isn't too hot. Hikeing boots seem glued to his feet, mostly because they slightly increase his height, though may wear sandles if going somewhere like the beach. Orion prefers to wear a solid color short sleave shirt, and his old scarf around his neck that reminds him of his childhood, which after wrapping twice around his neck, both ends go down to the center of his back. He carries a canvas messenger bag which carries most of his equipment, including repels, potions, revives, ect.

History:Orion was raised in Fortree, a 'town' of treeforts. His parents were gone most of the time at the Weather Institute, working on reasearch and rarly home. When he wasn't working on homework(he was homeschooled, so it was usually pushed to the night before it was due), he was out exploring around the trees and finding hiding spots, imitating moves from the "ninjas" like Koga and ambushing trainers. Windows were way to expensive to keep fixing all the time, and most people didn't even bother like his parents, so there where plenty of nights where Orion had to shoo away various types of Pokemon back outside. He was around 8 when he meet Desco, who at the time was a Gligar, who flew in and caused more of a havac than the natural invaders usually did. Orion caught it, and because it was thinner than the picture in a book showed, deduced that it probally wreaked his room in search for food. After careing for it, he decided to keep her, and named her Desco. It remains a mystery how Desco got to Fortree, though Orion thinks she was stranded after escapeing from a boat.

After a few years, Orion also went on a journey throughout Hoenn, customary rite of passage for all children. But not without changing from his ninja clothing first. While most pokemon came and went from his party, Desco always seemed to be right behind him. He traveled leasurly, usually training new recuits. It wasn't until he won a Riolu in a battle tournement that he found another perniment Member. Around the last gym, Laharl(the Riolu) evolved into a Lucario, and Desco evolved into a Gliscor.

Orion eventually beat all the gym leaders, and decided to travel to someplace new before trying to fight the Elite Four, which after a year of saveing up, ended up being Johto. He seemed to breeze past the gym leaders a little easier, and mostly focused on the extracurricular activities, like the Pokeathlon or the Battle Frontier. Orion was half way through the Johto gyms when he heard about the Pokemon Grand Tournament. What interested him most is the competition, though the money would be good to have to........Not that he has any idea what he would do with such a large amount of money.

@Reader_Maniac: Thanks for getting it in~ You've got a good SU, though your history is a bit on the short side. Still, I'd be happy to accept that.

@RyanRoksXD: Your reservation has expired.

If anyone decides to take that spot then there will be no more reserves. Any further sign-ups are first come first serve. While this RP would function better with two, or even four, more players, I can only really let people join right now, or slightly after we start, so if anyone really wants a spot then don't be afraid to ask.

Okay. So now we have an even number again. Call me impatient, but I figured out the random pairs, and all but one are random. That is, namely, the two slots that still don't have characters. I'd like you to make sure you're okay with who you got for a partner, so we can start as soon as possible.

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